[Your direct blood relative Feng Yuhuai is shrouded in doom, falling into the dark abyss.]

[Your Sin Index ↑]

[She deceived her close friend solely for her survival, and then cruelly murdered her, feeding her to the Puppet Mother without any remorse.]

[Your Sin Index ↑]

[She was full of lies, deceiving the Chief Constable, misleading the investigation direction; she learned about another case from the Chief Constable's mouth, and a certain evil plan began to take shape in her heart.]

[Your Sin Index ↑]

[Your Game Inheritance Level ↑↑]

Feng Mu gently wrapped the injured arm with a bandage, while his gaze closely followed the [notification box] swiftly flashing across the retina, his lip slightly curled, sketching a deep and complex arc.

The speed of Feng Yuhuai's fall was far beyond Feng Mu's expectations.

Previously, he was unconcerned with Feng Yuhuai's specific actions, as long as she could continually provide Sin Index for him to boost the Game Inheritance Level, that was sufficient.

However, as the lines in the notification box revealing Feng Yuhuai's crimes caught his eye, subtle ripples stirred in Feng Mu's heart.

Feng Yuhuai's ability to raise the Sin Index was truly astonishing, so much so that Feng Mu couldn't help but become a bit curious, wanting to consult her for guidance or experience.

Feng Mu even fantasized that if he could have a few more "tools" like Feng Yuhuai, he might really sleep soundly every day.

Imagining waking up each day as the Inheritance Level skyrockets like a wild horse, "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh," such a scene was almost too beautiful to behold.

Feng Mu extracted several key pieces of information from the notification box: Puppet Mother, feeding, another case, evil plan.

Although the information was limited, they were like a key unlocking the doors to Feng Mu's mind, enough for him to sketch out a story's prototype in his mind:

Puppet Mother, the name itself carries an aura of evil terror, must have entangled Feng Yuhuai.

Puppet Mother might be ravenous, needing human flesh to sustain, which instilled fear in Feng Yuhuai, compelling her during the first crime to target her closest, most unsuspecting friend.

When the corpse was unfortunately discovered by the Chief Constable of the Patrol Office, Feng Yuhuai cleverly evaded suspicion thanks to her wit and eloquence.

During her conversation with the Chief Constable, Feng Yuhuai inadvertently learned of another unsolved case, instantly breeding an evil plan in her heart.

"This plan is..."

Drawing from his experience watching 3000 episodes of Conan cases, the answer swiftly flashed in Feng Mu's mind, and he muttered a word to himself:

"Serial killing copycat?!!"

After all, once you feed, twice becomes inevitable, three times as well; given the existing precedents, what could be easier than mimicking an existing case to conceal oneself?

A flicker of dark and profound light flashed in Feng Mu's eye, as if driven by an inexplicable excitement, as though he had already foreseen the future scenes of Sin Index flowing endlessly towards him.

"Which unfortunate perpetrator will Feng Yuhuai select, thus forced into the ranks of serial killers?" he internally mused, with a barely concealed schadenfreude.

He planned to take some time in the coming days to follow up on his sister's selected cases, perhaps there might be opportunities to add fuel to the fire.

"Unexpectedly, without noticing, Feng Yuhuai followed my old path. The slight difference being, behind me stands the system, while behind her stands... me?!!"

"Hehe—I'm really looking forward to the day Feng Ju sees Feng Yuhuai's true colors, surely it'll raise the Sin Index quite a bit~"

Feng Mu flashed a full set of white teeth, even in his heart, a seed of an evil plan began to germinate.

Shaking his head, Feng Mu shut off the notification box, his thoughts returned to the Iron Eater panel.

Iron Eater: Second-tier

Available slots to absorb metal traits: 2

Traits already absorbed: Molded Embryo (White)

Current Edibility Slot 1: Pig Iron (Edibility 28.1/100%, Reserve 0.)

Current Edibility Slot 2: Nine Nether Evil Iron (Edibility 3.3%/100%, Reserve 2.7.)

"Got beaten for 1 hour, Calamity Iron digesting at 0.3%, Fourth Senior's fists aren't hard enough."

Feng Mu rewrapped the bandage, stood on the ring, Blood Bar Deceit Eye activated, he said to Yuan Xidi: "Senior, come on, don't stop."

Feng Mu decided, before entering prison, he plans to狠狠薅 Fourth Senior and strive to empty his [Resentful Energy].

Yuan Xidi gritted his teeth. Before Little Junior Brother entered the martial arts school, he was recognized as the most combat-enthusiastic one, but now looking at the greed and bloodthirst in Little Brother's eyes, Yuan Xidi suddenly felt his title may soon be relinquished.

...

The corpse was carefully placed into a body bag and promptly sent to the Fourth Hospital for a detailed examination.

The task was entrusted to a familiar face—Director Tong.

Soon, the preliminary examination results arrived in Li Shang's hands, even including a comparative analysis with Wang Yilin's autopsy.

Li Shang discovered startling similarities between this case and Wang Yilin's death: both corpses' blood was thoroughly drained, with no red blood cells left inside.

However, this case showed slight differences.

Unlike Wang Yilin who merely had blood extracted, the corpse in the restroom not only lost all blood but also had its bodily fluids depleted.

Even more bizarre, each bone of the corpse suffered inexplicable twists and deformities, and these fractures didn't result from external violence but seemed to burst outward from inside the bone.

This abnormal phenomenon, it was as if a certain internal force erupted directly from deep within the bones, tearing apart bone and muscle, rendering a sensation of indescribable strangeness.

Li Shang looked over the report several times, then said aloud: "This outbreak from within the bones fits perfectly with the [Mask] attached to the face, draining blood and then fluids, evidently the criminal method has been upgraded."

Taking a deep breath, Li Shang confirmed to Chang Erbing: "You're correct in your judgment; this female corpse is indeed the handiwork of [Mask]."

"Found clues about [Mask] again, this suggests [Mask] might be hiding in the Eighth Academy?" Chang Erbing's mind raced, suddenly he paused, questioned: "Wait, Li Team you said it's a female corpse?"

Li Shang swiftly opened the report's first page, showing it to Chang Erbing. The gender section clearly marked "female."

"If it's a female corpse, then the deceased isn't Yang Tuo, so who is the deceased?" Chang Erbing asked, slightly startled.

"It's not important, what's important is the case was done by [Mask]. Since clues about [Mask] were found, the entire team should focus all efforts on thoroughly investigating the Eighth Academy, while the other missing case can be postponed and dealt with later."

Li Shang asserted decisively, rolling up the autopsy report, left the hospital with large strides, planning to report the latest work advancement to the special envoy.

As the two were immersed in discussing case details, they failed to notice that directly above them, a nearly invisible filament quietly hung from the ceiling.

After a while, the filament gently vibrated, then slowly contracted, silently moving along the wall, ultimately retracting back into the women's restroom.

There, Feng Yuhuai sat on the toilet lid, holding a cloth doll tightly.

The filament continuously retracted, gradually filling in the missing hole in the cloth doll's face, eventually forming an eye that appeared slightly frayed.

One end of the thread on the cloth doll's stitched eye abruptly pierced into Feng Yuhuai's pupil, transferring the autopsy report just seen by the "thread eye" straight into Feng Yuhuai's mind.

Case victim, gender: female

Time of death: April 11

Cause of death: Exsanguination, complete skeletal fracture...

Compared to previous case victim: male

Name: Wang Yilin

Time of death: April 1

Cause of death: Exsanguination...

"April 1, isn't it the night father was admitted to the hospital?" Feng Yuhuai's heart skipped, thoughtfully.

Half a minute later, Feng Yuhuai pulled out the thread's end, stained with a drop of blood, her pupil layered with fine red veins.

Despite the pain in her eyes, Feng Yuhuai washed her face at the sink, pushed open the restroom door, heading towards Feng Ju's ward...

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